Page 30 of The Secret Job: Into the Depths of Depravity
“I’ll be back in a tick.” He smiles at me. I watch as he walks through the bathroom door, hear water running and he returns to wipe away the residue of lube and come that is trickling out of my back hole.
I smile gratefully back at him murmuring, “Thank you.”
“I’m afraid I have nearly run over my time with you Roxy, Frank will be here in five minutes,” he says sadly.
“Ah ok, I’d better get dressed quickly.” Hugh helps me off the padded table and we both pull on our clothes quickly. After I have put on my shoes, I stand and Hugh steps up to me.
“I am beyond grateful that you accepted my job, and I was able to spend this time with you living out my fantasy.”
“I’m so grateful you chose me Hugh.” Without allowing me to utter another word, he presses his lips onto mine and surrounds me with his arms and body, kissing me like earlier but with so much want and passion in every lap of his tongue with mine.
I have to pull away first, not because I want to but because I need air. I grin back at him gasping almost goofily as the kiss has spun my head and made me woozy.
“Our time is up, until the next time. Goodbye Roxy,” utters Hugh regretfully.
“Goodbye Hugh,” I say in a small thick voice as he leads me to the door. “Until the next time,” I repeat and hope there will be a next time for Hugh and I.
I climb in Frank’s waiting car and push aside a rogue tear that has fallen down my cheek, closing the door behind me. I know he can’t see in, but I look back at him and try to take in every feature of his face and body to submit to my memory along with this experience. I tie the eye mask on, and Frank pulls away from Hugh’s little cabin in the woods which wasn’t half as scary as I first thought it would be.
13
On Saturday morning, I started to tell James about the needle job but quickly realized that needle play is not one of his kinks, which was a first. I assured him I’d enjoyed myself and he took great pleasure in examining me as his ‘patient’ to check over all the tiny, barely there pinpricks that the needles had left and apply soothing antibacterial lotion to the ‘areas of interest’ before fucking me almost into Sunday to ensure my mind was back on him and far away from Hugh and our time together.
I’ve been in a bit of a playmate job haze and come down since Friday night but with two kids’ sports, and all the other things that happen on the weekends with the kids, it’s all a welcome distraction. On Sunday I log onto the Playmate Portal and scroll to see the DDLG job is still there for Tuesday, and I click onto it and read the details
Tuesday 7pm – 12hrs, MM/FP, DDLG $25,000
I am an ABDL Daddy looking for his next Little Girl to care for, nurture and play with. I want my little girl to wear what I dressher in, I want to bathe her, feed her and ensure her needs are met both physically and sexually.
Requirements: Little girl voice and fully immersive role play, hair free armpits and pussy.
Looking forward to meeting my little girl for a big cuddle and maybe some jelly after dinner if she’s very good.
Member 973
I don’t know what ABDL stands for but I think I can pull off being a little girl for an evening, I have had one after all albeit no longer that little anymore. I check with James that he doesn’t have plans and ask permission like a good girl before I click to apply.
Dear Member 973
I am a little girl in need of her big daddy to take care of me. I love lasagne, bedtime stories and ducks with bubbles in my baths. Most of all I love teddies, daddy cuddles, and jelly for dessert. Will you be my Daddy for an evening?
Hugs and Kisses,
Roxy
I check my emails and do a little bit of online shopping on my laptop for a while in front of the TV. Before I close my laptop to go to bed, I check on my job application and there is that one special word:
ACCEPTED
My routine is perfectly normal until Tuesday evening. I drop the kids off at school, I go to work at the Clarendon then headto my office to continue the pack up for a few hours and then collect the kids from school before evening activities of soccer practise and singing lessons, dinner, tv and bed. Sometimes I wonder where the time goes. Tonight, I’m relieved from after-school activity duties as I’ve got my DDLG job. I said goodbye to James and the children this morning and told them Mummy had a business event in the city I’m waitressing for and I’ll see them in the morning.
I don’t have any clothes that remotely make me look like a child so instead I choose to arrive in a plain pair of jeans and a red sweater. It’s not too adult-like. I leave off my make up and make sure I’ve shaved in all the right places.
Frank pulls up outside my house at 6:15pm, I leave my empty house with a small overnight bag and climb into Frank’s car looking around to see if any neighbours are around. I haven’t bumped into one yet getting into Frank’s car but that just means I’m due any day now.
“Hi Frank,” I say chirpily as I settle in and place the eye mask across my eyes and fasten it at the back like usual.
“Hi Roxy, how are you?”
